Black Rock Shooter Novels & Stories

But I lost him because I was too proud to respect that he didn’t want to be a ruthless killer. But I’m done. For once, I will protect my son instead of just protecting myself. I, Nicholas Black, Gamma of the Midnight pack, hereby challenge you, Alpha Richard Harvey of the Midnight pack, for the Alpha title.”

I command “Yes.” She breathes nodding before turning her head away from me. As soon as I reach my armoury room I change into a pair of dark jeans, a black V-neck t-shirt and put on my boots. I strap on my 9mm underneath my shirt, grab my sniper case and insert my Matsuda blade onto my back. I was getting ready to party.

"You're blowing the whole cover." "I'm getting my shooters back," Shinjiro said, yanking a heavy black assault rifle off the steel rack with a loud clack. "Prep the trucks. We're hitting the pavement right now." Freezing rain washed violently over the windshield of the unmarked sedan, three blocks down from the factory.

The assistant commander did not hesitate. The rotating cannon on his arm buzzed up, but the light that gathered in its course was not the clean, grelle blue of consortium. It was a nasty, deep black violet that like liquid darkness looked out. “Decking!” Kael shouted. He threw himself with his whole massive flank against me and Silas and ripped us on the hard stone of the rocky projection, seconds before the weapon was fired. The shot was adorable. The black plasma charge hit right there

Shouts of disbelief erupted across the stands. The two colossal weapons collided violently mid-air. CLANG!!! A deafening metallic roar shook the arena. A visible shockwave expanded outward, weaving countless cracks across the twelve surrounding pillars. Time seemed to stand still. Ironwall’s eyes widened in utter shock beneath his helmet. An irrational, overwhelming force surged back along the hammer shaft. It carried no purifying moonlight properties, yet bore heavier, more domineering crushing power than earth primal energy. CRACK. The premium Blackrock forged hammer shattered like fragile porcelain before a hundred thousand eyes. Shards of iron sprayed outward like hidden weapons.

He squeezed the trigger. The heavy sniper rifle boomed, the flash illuminating the wet gravel of the roof. Down in the junkyard, the lead Blackwood gunner suddenly let out a piercing scream. He collapsed sideways, his gun flying from his hands as he gripped his upper thigh, dark blood spraying instantly through his fingers. Direct hit! Buzz’s voice screamed over the radio, filled with absolute triumph. He is down! He is leaking like a broken pipe! Thorne, how the hell did you pull that off?

~ALAN~ The metal door closed behind Miller and the others, making the locker room so quiet it felt like it was buzzing. The bass from the speakers in the corner was still booming, but the fun was gone. I didn't move for a long second. I just stood there, the water still dripping from my hair and tracing the lines of the ink on my shoulders. The boy hadn't moved either. He was still a statue against the lockers, his knuckles white as he gripped the handle of his mop like it was a lifeline.

Meanwhile, Adrian came to my side, and looking at me with more questions, he picked me in his arms. «she needs a doctor, now,» he said and escorted me to the open room, Atlas’s room. I held on to him, it felt weird, he was angry, warm, and afraid, and fear radiate out of him. He placed me on the bed and I felt a bolt of pain in my left arm where the wound was healing, making me scream my heart out; I looked at my hand, seeing black veins covering the wound. «What is that?» asked Hunter. The pain was unbearable, but I knew what was this, black blood, I have been marked.

At this time, his heart collapsed. He picked up the AK in his hand and shot wildly in the air in front of him. Then, he picked up the rocket launcher on the boat and fired two rockets. But it didn't work. The breeze was still blowing slowly around him, and the sun was bright, but it was extremely gloomy in his eyes. Black Hawk waved the rocket launcher in his hand and roared, "Demon, who are you? Come out, I'm not afraid of you!" At that moment, a golden light flashed and slashed toward him.

T‌h‌e da​rkn⁠ess‍ vanished, leav‌in⁠g only the scarred a⁠nd broken floor of‍ the throne room. Rian moved li​ke a‍ shadow,‌ his speed enhanced by the trickle of power I allowe‍d thr‌ough th⁠e‍ bond. He did not use his rifle. He hit B​lackwood with the force of a falling mountain,‌ the two men crashing into the throne of bone‍. The structu‌re shatte⁠red,⁠ shards of ancient marrow fly​ing t⁠hrou‍gh the air⁠ as they t‍umbled into t‌he w‍reckage.